And at this moment, what is Fang doing
Snoring…
"Woo..." Beside the bed, the lone wolf whined, then stretched out his dog's head to look outside. It was almost dark, but this damn guy didn't even get up to cook! Can't get through this day? !
The result is that the moon is at the midheaven.
Fang Zheng got up, stretched out, and said with a smile: "It's comfortable! I really feel refreshed after a good sleep!"
"Gulu, Gulu..."
"Uh, I'm hungry." Fang Zheng touched his belly, then frowned and said, "That's not right, my stomach isn't growling. That's... uh, what are you two doing?"
Beside the bed, the lone wolf sat there with a resentful look on his face, holding his rice bowl in his mouth. Above his head, the squirrel sat there angrily, holding his small bowl in his hand. The little look in the eyes of the two guys is full of resentment...
Fang Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Wait a moment, it will be done soon."
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he went to the ground, lit a fire, and added water to cook rice.
Two pairs of big eyes on the side were staring straight into the pot, swallowing saliva.
Half an hour later, a faint fragrance and the sound of chewing came from the courtyard of Yizhi Temple.
After a meal, Fang Zheng came to the front yard comfortably, sat under the Bodhi tree, took out his mobile phone and prepared to continue reading the "Huayan Sutra" he had just found. As soon as I opened it, I saw a lot of information prompts.
Zhao Datong: "Master, you are so awesome! Yun Jing is fine, haha... Thank you, we will come to see you when the holiday comes."
Fang Zheng smiled and replied: "Welcome, hehe."
Ma Juan: "Master, I love you so much, you are so awesome! You don't know, you have compared with all the psychology experts in Shengjing, how cool!"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and replied: "Amitabha, the female donor, the poor monk is receiving the ordination. As for the experts, they are also capable, the poor monk just happened to meet him."
Hu Han: "Master, will you accept a disciple? Do you think I can do it? Don't worry, as long as the master nods and my mother doesn't beat me to death, I will join you."
Fang Yunjing: "Amitabha, I don't want to collect the body for you, so let's forget it."
When Hu Han asked, Fang Zheng became curious and asked the system, "System, can our temple accept people?"
"Ding! What do you think?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng looked at the Bodhi tree above his head, then at the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and said with a wry smile: "Let's forget it. Someone really came. The poor monk didn't know how to explain these sudden extra things. It seems... It seems Not only does this poor monk have to be single, he can't even find anyone to talk to, so he has to live with animals every day, hey."
"Not necessarily." The system suddenly said.
Fang Zheng was stunned and immediately asked: "How do you say this?"
"The secret must not be leaked," the system said.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "You can't be like this. You've even taken off your pants and you're just saying this to me? Uh... Isn't that considered a dirty word?"
"Boom!" A black pit appeared in front of Fang Zheng.
"Fortunately, there is another chance." Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"System, you really don't want to say anything?"
"Did not say."
"The kindest and best system in the world, tell me?"
"I'll accept the compliment, but don't say it yet."
"You're so thick-skinned." Fang Zheng muttered and stopped asking. He flipped through his phone and read the Avatamsaka Sutra. Not long after, the sound of monks chanting sutras could be heard in the temple.
The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Fang Zheng woke up and remembered, shouting: "System, should I have a chance to win a lottery? After all, I saved someone, why didn't you remind me?"
"Reminder, but you are unconscious." The system said confidently.
Fang Zheng found that this system was becoming more and more shameless. If he was in a coma, could he still call for a reminder? I stopped arguing with him and asked quickly: "Is it really possible to win a lottery?"
"Yes, do you want to smoke?" the system asked.
"Pull! Must smoke!" Fang Zheng shouted.
"Ding! Congratulations on getting a wooden fish."
"Uh, just a wooden fish?" Fang Zheng asked a little confused, looking at a dark red wooden fish that suddenly appeared in front of him, like a fat-headed wooden fish lying there.
"This is not an ordinary wooden fish, this is the awakening wooden fish. The wooden fish originated from Taoism in China, and it cannot be knocked except for breaking fasts and preaching. Later, Buddhism saw its excellent effect and incorporated it into Buddhism. The awakening wooden fish was beaten When the time comes, it will emit a sound that wakes up the mind, soothes the mind and nourishes the soul. Even if you don't sleep at night, as long as you knock the wooden fish, you will get the effect of deep sleep. At the same time, it will not hinder reading scriptures and thinking about problems.
At the same time, as the awakening wooden fish is struck, it will form a spiritual connection between you and the Buddha statue. If you want, you can know any wish you have made in your heart at any time, and you can give feedback on it. However, if believers do not have enough merit but make big wishes, it is impossible to realize them. Unless the other party puts down their great ambitions, they must first get their rewards and then make up for their merits. If you make up for it, your merits will be complete; if you default on your debt afterwards, you will be burdened by karma. Therefore, you should not easily satisfy everyone's wishes.
In addition, there are many wonderful uses, you can find out for yourself. "
Fang Zheng understood that Zen Master Yizhi had also told him these words, but at that time, Fang Zheng asked: "Is the Bodhisattva really efficacious? If it is efficacious, everyone can make wishes casually. How can he become the president of a country or something like that?" Isn’t it going to cause chaos?”
Zen Master Yizhi said with a smile: "How great your virtue is and how great your retribution is. If you exceed it, the Buddha will not favor you."
At that time, I was confused and confused, but now after a systematic explanation, Fang Zheng finally understood.
At the same time, Fang Zheng knew that this wooden fish was really a good thing! At least with it, Fangzheng can study Buddhist scriptures day and night, and use one day as two days! Calculated in terms of time alone, he has doubled his waking time, which is equivalent to doubling his life. What's more, it is said that it has other wonderful uses
Fang Zheng looked at the large wooden fish that was 90 centimeters wide in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He took out the wooden hammer from the belly of the wooden fish and gave it a gentle tap.
Boom!
The voice was low, as if it was knocking on people's hearts, and it shocked people's minds. Most of their distracting thoughts disappeared, and the whole person felt a lot more energetic.
"Good guy, it is indeed a good thing!" Although Fang Zheng has never seen many wooden fish, he has experienced the effect of this wooden fish, it is absolutely awesome!
Without saying anything, Fang Zheng immediately moved the wooden fish away and placed it in the Buddhist hall. It is impossible to carry such a big wooden fish with you and bang it randomly. It would be a perfect match if you put it in the Buddhist hall, worship the Buddha, chant sutras and bang it. At the same time, it is also a great enjoyment.
So, Fang Zheng sat cross-legged in the Buddhist hall, beating the wooden fish and reciting the "Huayan Sutra". He was a little stumbled and couldn't find the feeling of the "Huayan Sutra" as the wooden fish was played. Fang Zheng only felt that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, and his mind was clear. Quietly, the originally vague "Huayan Sutra" immediately became clear. At first, his tongue was disobedient and he always read out of tune, but now he can easily read out the most accurate pronunciation. At the same time, his voice also changed, With a man's unique magnetism, and a bit ethereal, the scriptures are like singing, making people feel peaceful and thought-provoking.
(End of chapter)